Sing-along from Hell |
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| The dimly lit, dilapidated
stage is surrounded by several rows of small,
It's-a-small-world-cute children who are tightly strapped
to their seats, their eyelids glued wide open. The
children scream in fear and vainly try to wriggle out of
their straps as a huge, hairless, albino vampire bat
waddles onto the stage. It stares hugrily at the children
with its large, pink eyes and grins, showing off its
large, sharp, yellowed teeth. The children scream in
terror. "Heeeeeeyyyy-deeee-hooooo, kids!", it shrieks gleefully. "It's time for a Sing-a-long with Darnedee, your unfriendly mutant vampire bat! Sing a long you little snacks, or I'll EAT YOU!" Shrieks of terror and pant wettings from the crowd. The bat takes a bow and begins to sing in a voice that could shatter crystal: "Row, row, row your boat down the lava stream, merrily your burning body's giving off a lovely sheen... "Just a spoonful of arsenic makes the cyanide go down! The cyanide go down, the cyanide go down.... "Green drops are falling on your head, it's acid and soon it'll melt your brain and you'll be dead, acid on your head, oh, acid is falling on your head it is falling...." The bat looks disapprovingly at it's terrified audience. "You didn't SING ALONG!" The lights go out. Pain filled screams fill the darkness, wet tearing sounds, crunches and slurping. Then: Silence. In Other News: Same Shit, Different Day |
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© Amber Drake 2002 |
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